"You ridiculous woman!" He smiled a little. "Does she care for Philip, or does she not?"
"Well"—my lady bit her finger—"I've been asking her that question, or one like it, myself."
"What did she say?"
"That she wouldn't marry him were he the last man in the world."
Sir Maurice looked at her wretchedly.
"What's come over her? I thought—She said nothing more?"
"Not a word. She burst into tears and fled."
His face brightened.
"Surely that augurs well for him?"
"Very well," nodded my lady. "But—"